[Video 01] UN: Delilah Dirk - Arrival

[delilah_dirk]

[What appears on camera is a number of things in very short order. Someone is very clearly coming to grips with the technology. There is a flash of skirt, booted leg, of a woman's face tanned from a long time under the sun, and a mass of chestnut hair. Finally, a pair of deep brown eyes focus on it.]

What the bloody hell is this thing?

[She hasn't been pulled from any universe before - first time for her - and in any event, the technology is so advanced it's just one step away from magic for her. But it's not magic, because that would be silly.]

Is it on? That's what the light means, doesn't...? Right.

[She steps back a bit, moving this way and that as if trying to arrange the right angle. And then she begins.]

What the hell was any of that? I'd say someone slipped me some rather potent hash-hish if it weren't for that beach and those...odd ducks who welcomed me.

[She won't mention waking up naked. That had been an experience she wouldn't like to repeat. Or the part where she'd tried to run and had stumbled about like a toddler. None of that gets mentioned. Frankly, she's sitting at the junction of freaked out and amazed.]

So where am I? Who's responsible? And where the hell is my boat?

[She'll find the flying ketch soon enough - it just wasn't moored when the tide came in.]

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[greatestfall]

As far as I can tell, this is the afterlife.

[May as well be blunt.]

[delilah_dirk]

[In what may or may not be surprising, she seems to consider this for some time. She's pretty sure she's not actually died - in part because given her life the 'death' part would likely have been...rather explosive or some such. But there's another consideration, given her wide travels on her native Earth.]

Whose?

[Because it doesn't at all seem like any she's heard of.]

Because I'm pretty sure I was an actual squid there for a little bit, and that isn't how any of the ones I know are supposed to go. Now, seeing things thanks to traditional medicines, on the other hand...that'd be right on side.

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[imaglyphwitch]

Hey! Nice to meet you, your ensemble is really cool!

That "thing" is an omni, and you use it to connect with everyone else using it! You can leave messages to someone, or put up a video for all of us to see, or you can send a message by text! It takes some getting used to.

"That" was how we all pretty much how we all arrive here. We start out as, uh, squid, and then we regain out bodies and form up in this weird place.

This is a town called Trench, and you were brought here by the Moon Goddess of this world. A good amount of us were brought here from another town and it was a whole thing.

So what kind of world do you come from?

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[delilah_dirk]

[Oh, aren't you polite and sweet. And more to the point, informative.]

Right, videos, right.

[She says, very clearly pretending she has a clue what those are. 'Moon goddess' at least makes sense.]

And it's...well, the world. You know. Britain, France, Spain, the Mediterranean? All those places.

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[imaglyphwitch]

[She tried to recall as much as she could to keep people updated]!

Exactly! Like how we can see each other! Uh, do they not have them where you're from?

Oh! So you're from a time on Earth! Cool!

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[delilah_dirk]

[She blinks a few times. It's weird hearing it referred to as the entire thing, as if that's somewhere else.]

....Yes?

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[imaglyphwitch]

[Why was that a question]?

So what else did you want to know?

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[delilah_dirk]

[Because half the people in this conversation are encountering extra-planetary travel for the first time and it's a bit of a thing.]

So we're not...on...Earth, then.

[She needs a few breathes on that one, but when she straightens back up again...the grin might be surprising. Because it may be strange and weird but it's an adventure and she knows where she stands with that.]

Right, then. Why are we brought here? I assume that's a we.

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[imaglyphwitch]

No, we are definitely not on Earth.

[Good thing she was catching up. Whoever this person was definitely would have benefitted from some kind of manual].

I think we're being pulled together to fight his strange blood corruption stuff that's happening. Not sure how we do that yet though. I'm still pretty new to all of this myself.

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[delilah_dirk]

[No manual in the universe would have gotten her to make the jump from Napoleonic-era Earth to here. But she adapts.]

Well, if it involves stabbing things, stealing back what was stolen, and other adventuring, I'm your woman.

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[threelayers]

A phone.
Yes.
Yes, that's what it means.
You were a squid.
No Hash-hish this time.
Trench.
Brothers only know, probably a Pthumerian.
No clue.

[Congrats, Delilah, you get the smart ass who answered all your questions, including the ones that didn't need to be answered, in order.]

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[delilah_dirk]

[Well they're getting to be a habit at this point, really. And it takes a while for things to come back - she's never texted before. The typewriter won't be invented for another fifty-odd years where she's from.]

What is a Pthumerian? Some sort of Pharaoh? Something Egyptian?

And what is a 'phone'?

[threelayers]

Weird alien thing.
They're really powerful apparently.
What's a Pharaoh.
For that matter, what's Egyptian?

Ah, you're from somewhere without them.
You message people on them, and they message you back.

[delilah_dirk]

I'm pretty sure you don't mean alien the way I know it.

And an ancient culture, Pharaohs were their rulers.

If it explains anything, the most advanced machinery I have ever seen is a little wind-up automaton that plays a dulcimer.

[threelayers]

Space alien, from another planet?
But considering that tech level you just said almost certainly not.
Boy, you're from way back in that case, aren't you?

So yeah, the crystal sends messages, in text, sound and can show you in person.
But all you're going to be getting from me is texts so you know.
I'm not exactly much of a talker, hah.

[delilah_dirk]

I object most stridently to that accurate assessment. If I'm from the past, then I'm clearly a classic.

Texts. Strange choice of word - that means books, plural. But this place is definitely a massive learning curve.

[threelayers]

Hah, well you're not from my past believe me.
It's kind of easy to tell anyone who's ever lived in Remnant a mile away.
But sure we'll go with a classic.
Classics are good.

Texts are for short messages.
Like passing notes between each other.
Books are still books.

[delilah_dirk]

It can be multiple choice?

And oh. Then why not just call them notes?

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[possessum]

( Peter is Scared of Adult Strangers by default (a slightly comical notion, given he's eighteen years old himself — hardly a child — and stands at a steady six feet tall. He is also intensely possessed by a demon, so. He's kind of the scariest thing in any room at any given time.)

That said, even though he's willingly turned on his video feed, he's clearly nervous: dark-rimmed eyes wide, face tense. His hood is also up, as though in some attempt to conceal himself a little.

But.... he has a very important question for the Confused Woman With The Accent. )

Have you uh... seen anyone around here with any? Hash, I mean.

[delilah_dirk]

[She shakes her head.]

Not a one. But this is a city, and if it's a city, I can find the seedy part sooner or later. Shouldn't be a chore after that. I don't judge.

[possessum]

( That's a really good point. Even in this strange new place, there's bound to be stuff to get ahold of... Though he probably shouldn't be taking anything he finds here, Peter's getting a little desperate. It helps keep him calm when he needs to be. )

You're probably right about that. Back in Deerington, there was uh... plenty of stuff to get ahold of, when you needed it. This place is so different...

( A beat, as he reflects on her clear confusion about all of this. )

I'm guessing you didn't come here from Deerington?

[delilah_dirk]

I don't even know what a Deerington is. I'm assuming a place, but beyond that?

As far as I'm concerned, I was in bloody Spain before coming here. And this is not Spain.

[possessum]

( Peter frowns softly, empathetic. It's bizarre enough coming to this place, but if someone hadn't been in Deerington first? The confusion would definitely be through the roof. )

Yeah, it was uh... this weird kind of... dream town that a lot of us lived in for a long time? We all got sucked out of our homeworlds and taken there.

( His initial nerves are wearing off a bit and he's relaxing a little. He wants to help — though all the news to report about this situation is kind of depressing. )

I guess this place is calling people to it, too. I uh, I would say 'welcome', but given how dangerous it probably is around here... I don't know that it's the best place to welcome someone to.

[delilah_dirk]

[She blinks a few times, trying to take all that in.]

Oh, dangerous is fine. I can handle that, might be fun.

[possessum]

( Peter knows his fair share of thrillseekers around here, and this woman seems like she can definitely handle herself — she'd mentioned having a boat... is she some kind of captain? But he still feels some kind of obligation to try and warn her, if he can. Especially since she's new. )

It's, um... Well, back in Deerington at least, there were things like monsters and... all kinds of weird psychological shit. ( God how does he even explain how that place would take what was in your head and use it to torment you with? )

Was there a lot of... dangerous stuff back in your world?